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Trust ye not in a friend, put ye not confidence in a guide
Micah vii. 5.

1 How many things, alas! beguile;
Sometimes a fascinating smile

Will cheer the drooping heart:

But what, alas! are creature smiles?
They often prove, but Satan's wiles,
And prove a secret dart.

2 The very man that smiles to-day
Will turn his face another way,

And frown, perhaps, to-morrow;

For man, alas! is so unstable,

If he invites you to his table,

You must not think to borrow.
3 A man that's rich has many friends,
If fortune frown their friendship ends,
And you may dwell alone;

That man who stands in need of aid,
And owns he has some debts unpaid,

That man may sigh and mourn..
4 But he who has enough to pay,
His friends will pour in ev'ry day,

And promise more to-morrow;
But if dame fortune chance to frown,
There's not a friend within the town
Of whom the man can borrow.
5 Then who would put his trust in man!
It is indeed a dangerous plan,

Although they promise much;

Such friends as these I have had many,
Who if I wanted but a penny,

Their pockets could not touch.
8 Lord help me then to trust in thee,
And from the creature set me free,
Although I now am down;

Lord, thou canst raise me up again
And make the path before me plain,
Then let the creatures frown.

7 Lord, I would envy not that man,
Although he prospers in his plan,
But his God does deny;

How many such we see around,
Whose thoughts all center on the ground,
And so they live and die.

Ah! such we have, who dare pretend
To be the Lord Jehovah's friend,

Yet pinch and grind the poor,
Who make a god of golden stuff,
Who get, but never get enough,

They're grasping after more. 9 And these are called christians too, And what do these good christians do?" Why read their book and pray; go to meeting, some to church, Their needy friends leavé in the lurch, This is their holy way.

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Without Me ye can do nothing. John xv. 5. 10 This sad heart, this lump of lead! This rock of adamant;

As soon the frost could melt the ice
As sinners can repent.

2 As soon could stinking Laz'rus rise
And burst the bars of death,

As soon as man can pray to God

That's neither life nor breath.

3 No more can I perform a deed

Without God's special grace,
But what is poison'd with some guilt,
I feel this is the case.

4 Although I'd give the world to pray,
To trust, believe, and love,

Yet I can't move this sluggish heart,
A rock will sooner move,

5 Here must I lie, for ever lie,
Unless my Jesus come;

If he but speak and lift me up,
I then begin to run.

6 O would he come and heal my soul
Of this sad malady :

As he has made me feel my wound,
He will not let me die.

7 O Jesus, help me quickly, come
And make no longer stay;

Thou know'st, dear Jesus, what I feel,
I would but cannot pray.

8 I want to feel as I have done

In some sweet moments past;
But they are gone, O come again,
And make such visits last.
9 Thy own disciples without thee
Could do no more than I;

One left a little while alone
Began to swear and lie,

10 Lord draw me, or I cannot run,
So weak I cannot stand;

But thou hast promis'd none shall pluck
Thy people from thy hand.

Lord, lift upon me the light of thy countenance.
Psalm iv. 6.

10 Come thou Source of all that's good,
And fill this empty space, a

Ten thousand things I feel to want,
I want to see thy face.

2 I want to feel, I want to love,
I want to sing and pray,

I want to have this darkness gone,
I want to have it day.

3 I want to see the Sun again,

I want those clouds remov'd,
I want to call the Lord my own,
And that I am belov'd.

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4 I want my prison door unlock'd,
I want to be at large,

I want to see my debts all paid,
I want my full discharge.

5 Lord, I have seen all this before,
I've seen the book-debt erost,

Yet unbelief suggests the lie,
I shall at last be lost.

6 If Jesus fall, then I must fall,
If Jesus stand, I stand,

Omnipotence has pow'r to save,

And hold me in his hand.

Then though I want ten thousand things,
My God can give them all;

I'll go and knock at mercy's doors, buns
'Tis there he bids me call.

8. And though I want so many things,
"Tis best to want them still,

My Father knows what's best for me,
I'll wait my Father's will.

9 O let me taste, and feel, and see,
What I have felt before,

O do but shine upon my soul, And I can want no more. 10 But I can neither feel, nor see,

Nor sing, nor praise, nor pray,

Till Jesus shine upon my soul,
And turn my night to day. O

No Peace when God is absent from the Soul. O that I knew where I might find him, that I might come even to his seat. Job xxiii. 3.

10 This poor restless heart of mine,
Where would it rove to-day?

It seems to hover on the wing,
And long to flee away.

2 O could I fly away from self,

And find some sweet abode;"
Sometimes I seem to lose my way,
And hardly know the road.
3 I know that Jesus is the Way,:!
But I can't find him out;

Sometimes I feel a little joy,

Again am plagued with doubt.

4 Who can but doubt with such a heart,
Much harder than the steel?

Thy smiles will melt the adamant,
And make the rock to feel.

5 Yes, thou canst still the raging sea,
The tumult of the mind,

And hush my poor distracted soul,
For Jesus can be kind.

A poor Soul Struggling between Hopes and Fears.
Psalm lxxvii. 9.

1 ALAS! what ails my soul?
How wretched and forlorn!

Sometimes I almost wish

I never had been born:

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Where are my former comforts gone?
I seem forgotten and alone.

2 I want to feel again

What Jesus felt before;

O could I see his face,

And find an open door :

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